Dogs *sigh*

[gsh]

Pam and I got home from dinner at Sweetwater Tavern, and found King sitting in the middle of the bedroom, with his paws around something that he was playing with. It turned out to be a jar of peanut butter, that *had* been pretty full, and now was pretty empty. He was doing a good job of licking the PB out with his tongue. We took it away from him, told him Bad Dog a couple of times, and I tossed it. As I was locking up the pantry Pam asked me what good it was to close the pantry after the peanut butter was stolen.

About an hour later King came up to me, leaned against me, and wanted scritches. I gave him some, and tried to ignore his peanut butter breath.

*sigh*

Dogs.

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What concerns me much more than your dog getting into and eating the peanut butter is...

HOW DID HE OPEN THE JAR???

Sebastian was --><-- close to the opposable thumb... but I'm gonna be really scared if a dog got it first...

I can't even open the peanut butter jar half the time...

[gsh]

We found the cap. King apparently held the jar in his paws, and used his teeth to get a grip on the cap, and then turned his head unscrew the cap a bit. He'd then move his mouth, and unscrew it more.

Be afraid. Be very afraid.